Rhaenys
Her mother just left her room after a long day of preparation. Her father would arrive soon enough and escort her to the Godswood, where she would marry him. Rhaenys got to know Robb well enough these past days, and the situation looked hopeful. He was kind, and caring, and also strong, for he had almost beaten her brothers in the training yard. The Targaryen brothers won of course, their heavy training under Ser Arthur made them exceptionally good.
The door slightly opened and her father stepped inside. He was dressed in fine black and red clothes, with their family sigil on his chest. He smiled at her as he closed the door, then spoke:
"It's a beautiful night, don't you think?" He asked her then. She only nodded, and got up to leave.
"Are you ready sweetheart? You can tell me if there is something wrong" he soothed her. Rhaenys walked over to the King and hugged her. When they broke away she spoke: "It's alright father, I am just a bit nervous" she replied shakily.
"That is normal dear, I was nervous too when I married your mother" he said as they left the room.
They didn't talk much as they walked through the castle and entered the courtyard. The Godswood was breathtaking with the dark trees and the bright lanterns the people carried there. They would first marry in the way of the Old Gods, and then a septon will marry them in the light of the Seven too, to ensure the marriage's legitimacy. The royal family while kept up appearances, nobody was really religious amongst them. Maybe her brother Aemon, who worshipped the Old Gods with the same high fervor his cousins and uncle did. As they neared the Hearth Tree, she saw the many people stand there awaiting her arrival. Her brothers were there, with Lady Sansa standing next to Aegon, and Aemon with Daenerys
as usual. Her mother was there too, alongside the other Stark children, and many other people from both the court and the North. Lord Eddard Stark stood in front of the Hearth Tree, and next to him stood Robb. He appeared even more handsome then before to Rhaenys, in the dim light, with his hair now shorter, and his facial features clearer. He wore his family colors, and stood tall, with a sword at his side.
The loud and clear voice of the Warden of the North broke the eerie quiet. His voice rang through the ancient woods, enchanting all who heard it.
"Who comes before the Old Gods this night?" He asked, beginning the ritual.
"Princess Rhaenys of House Targaryen comes to be wed, trueborn and flowered" her father answered as they neared the center. "Who claims her? He asked then, and Robb then stood forward. "I Robb of House Stark, the heir to the North and Winterfell come to claim her" he said in a firm voice. "Who gives her?" He asked the King. "I King Rhaegar the First of House Targaryen, King of the Andals, the Rhoynar and the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm, her father" his father finished with his titles, and let go of her hand. She then put her hands in Robb's, and looked him in the eye.
"Do you take this man, princess?" Asked Lord Stark. Without breaking the eye contact, she replied: "I take this man" she said simply, and Robb smiled at her, but she could see it was a nervous smile.
"You are from now known as husband and wife. You may now cloak your bride under your protection" said Eddard to his son. Robb nodded and moved to stand behind her, removing the black and red Targaryen cloak. He walked over to his sister, Sansa who took the maidenscloak, and gave him a Stark cloak, one she has sawn herself personally. Robb took the cloak from her and put it over her shoulder and clasped it there. Once he was done a septon appeared, and took out ribbon and put it around their clasped arms.
"Now look upon each other, and say the words." Rhaenys took a deep breath and began at the same time her new husband did: "Father, Smith, Warrior, Mother, Maiden, Crone, Stranger. I am his, and he is mine, from this day, until the end of my days " they finished then, both of them smiling as they recounted a the Seven and pledged themselves to each other, and then Robb finished the ceremony: "With the kiss I pledge my love" he bent forward then and kissed her rather chastely. She still blushed deeply, as did his new husband, as the crowd cheered the newlyweds on.
Aemon
After they left the Godswood, the guests were quickly ushered into the Great Hall, where the feasting began. The bride and the groom sat at the middle of the high table. There were over 30 dishes, which were always presented to the couple first, despite neither of them really eating much. They appeared to be getting on well enough, conversing and laughing much more than they did the day before, although most likely the wide supply of Arbor Gold they received might have helped quite a bit. Aemon was happy for them, and happy for himself too, as he was seated to Dany again, which he reminded himself, to thank her father for that later.
Dany loved the wine, and drank much of it over the feast, while he drank some northern ale, bit neither of them took it over the limit, which wasn't true for everyone. Steffon was drunk again, as he began flirting with every second servant woman, and looked ready to leave with one of them, if not for Aegon to stop him. Aegon drank a bit too much too, but he was conscious enough to escort the young lord of the Stormlands back to his chambers. He soon returned to the feast, but Aemon was now focusing on another figure that just entered the Great Hall. As he realized who he was, he apologized to Dany and stood up to and meet his uncle.
"Uncle Benjen!" Aemon shouted to the man in the dark clothing. His uncle turned then, and with a wide smile on his face, he embraced his nephew.
"I am happy to see you lad, you have grown much since last time" said his uncle as they broke apart. Just like with Eddard, Aemon shared a deep connection with his other uncle Benjen too. He knew his mother Lyanna the best, and would often times tell him about her, or just simply play with him or Robb, whenever he left from the Wall. He was the First Ranger on the Wall, always telling Aemon and the other Stark children about fighting the Wildlings and other interesting things that happened to him Beyond the Wall. Aemon smiled at the memory, and quickly asked his uncle:
"But what are you doing here Uncle, I thought you would be training the new recruits we brought along" said Aemon surprised. His father, the King always supported the watch in their time of need, supplying them with many man and supplies. Although this act wasn't so popular with him in the south, Aemon knew it was very important for their protection. His uncle Viserys, who Aemon hated for often making sexual references to Dany, particularly disagreed with this act, and after his recent argument with the King it got so bad, that the Prince retreated to his castle at Summerhall with his wife, and children.
"The King wanted me to bring some old books and items to him from his great-uncle at the Wall. You know the old Maester Aemon, who you were named after" told him Benjen, interrupting his thoughts about Viserys.
"Yes, I exchanged a few letters with him over the years, but we never spoke too much" replied Aemon.
"He is the wisest person I know Aemon, and he is 102 years old. I never thought a man could live that long. Anyway, I must go and speak with Ned now and then congratulate Robb. It was good to speak with you nephew" he finished as he walked away. Aemon smiled after him, and then returned to his seat next to Daenerys.
Robb
"Is that cake any good?" asked Robb jokingly. It was the twelfth cake they have served them, and at that point they both agreed, that each and everyone tasted the same for them.
"It's the same as the one before, although if they keep bringing us so many terrible cakes, we might have to retire early" she replied smiling. He chuckled, they became quick friends over the last few days and he hoped that they could potentially have a good marriage.
It was getting late, many already left, including the Queen, who retired early thanks to her advanced age, and then Steffon left to after drinking one too many cups. Rhaenys told him he did that often when his father wasn't nearby. She said it was quite funny seeing as the Lord of the Stormlands and Master of Ships was so different from his son. After Aegon escorted him out, he returned, but didn't stay long as he said he was tired and retired shortly after the dancing. Many other lords and ladies had already left too, and Robb knew people would have already called for a bedding, if it hadn't been banned. There was no delaying it anymore.
"I think it's time we retired Lady Stark" said Robb to his bride teasingly, who only nodded, and then they stood up, and exited the Hall, with many cheering them on the way they went.
After they left the feast he led her to his rooms, where upon arrival he closed the doors behind them. Rhaenys went over to the small table on the other side of the room and poured both of them a cup of Arbor Gold. She walked over to him, and gave the chalice to him, and he drank, but only a sip, as he grimaced upon tasting the red vintage.
"Still prefer ale" he murmured making her laugh and come closer to him. Rhaenys was taller then most women, even taller then her brother Aemon but she was still smaller than Robb. He bent down and captured her lips then, but this time was completely different than the last. They kissed with passion, as they slowly undressed and moved to the bed. When they were both bare Robb shuddered at the cold air on his skin as he took in the form of the beauty before her. Rhaenys grinned at him then, and led him to the bed, where they would spend their first night of their marriage and love together.